The bronze Goddess knew long ago that she would be victorious. The champion, one for all, in the dream of hearing, "and all for one" - to bring unity. Being victorious in the battle was only such when it was for every sibling as well, when the champion shares the podium with the loving connections that were as wind beneath blessed wings. She was a fearsome individual, strong, being lead by greed and power hungry obsessions, proud of her achievement of becoming the capo di tutti capi of the Family, the Pharaoh and, now, Matriarch of them all. Yet she only made sense as part of the many, as part of the community of others striving to protect and bring unity. She only made sense as part of the Family. So, here she stood, having won her peace so they can win theirs. She knew for a fact that most of her siblings hold to hatred and loathing in their hearts regarding the Sun God and now she had the one advantage and laverage she needed for them all to become hers, to become her pawns and tie them to her. She walked the map of her scars, her burises still hurt and there was still droplets of crimson liquid dripping down her ear. From her past she learnt the lessons that it was by walking boldly in the winds of her storms that she strengthen and emerge victorious, ready to do whatever it takes for ones freedom and for ones family. The bronze vixen leaned her crown backward in order to release a thunderous howl, demanding her brother to emerge to her. Speech

The brute was only having a small stroll in the area. The places he frequented were rather dull and uninviting. Surely there could be someone who would be more formal and respective of a god? Then again, he was of a different world, so he would have to act accordingly in order to fit in with some of the low-life wolves he happened to encounter upon his travels throughout the region. Especially since he encountered a male he did not wish to see again for hopefully some time. The only good thing he had to say that it wasn't boring, and he did put the male in his place despite it being for only a short while. His thoughts, however, were short-lived when he heard the melodious howl of his sibling calling for him. His ears rose at full attention. Whatever traveling he was going to would have to wait, he was summoned and couldn't dawdle as much as he had been. The land that he was called for was rather barren and held no real value whatsoever, say for a few insects and rodents that scurried around the area; this place was destroyed and ransacked for whatever it was worth. His claws cut into the ground rather easily as he approached the cinnamon-coated dame that was his sibling, giving a gentle smile in greeting to her and standing to show respect. His eyes would sometimes glance at the wounds she sustained, showing a sign of concern for her, hoping that she was alright and if she needed anything, he would gladly go and get whatever she requested for her injuries. He may seem like a dumb puppy, but, to him, family was everything so what if he acted as such? It was not wrong to show concern for someone he cared about. His cranium tilted slightly, almost asking what she wanted him here for? Thoughts

Her expression remains unreadable, untouchable as her brother approached -- a placid lake embalming the unhinged soul of a ravenous being, an eloquent savage composed in intellect and strength she radiated dominance over the Earth and over him, tail curled on her feline-like, lithe spine, with the top straight towards the Heavens. Her elegance deceives the deprivation of morality, her icy exterior conceals the shameless retribution of a hellish eidolon. Brother mine, her vocals were soft, a peaceful moonlight reflection upon a lake, now I am indeed a Queen. a devilish smirk took over her ice cold exterior, placing itself upon her beautiful, exotic visage. Not only my mate's Queen but also the Pharaoh of the Family. The Ithuriels were an affectionate breed of monstrous creatures. She returned the affections, allow her plush, coral tongue to slip for her succulent lips in order to wipe itself across the man right ear. They were sensual beasts; violent aristocrats of the dying egyptian lineage however it seems that they were not the only one. So many events have unfolded before the bronze Goddess and she needed to share such informations with her blood. They always believed, their upbringing depending on it, they were gods ripped from their celestial chaise, and demand salvation for their family's rite to succession. Perhaps that is what she did in the Battlefied. I had met another of our own blood. her sultry purrs teased the fine hair threads located upon his right ear before she retreated her regalia. Anubis is his name. A mighty obsidian beast. she offered with a purr, straightening her pose; she was so much more than royal. I defeated our creator. I did that, for all of you. fiery orange gaze locked onto his own, I need our family to unite and stand beside me. she purred, her gaze went aflame with a shred of hope as she shifted her weight, sitting on her haunches, with her teacups paws one next to the other, leaning all her weight on them (like her table picture above). Will you pledge your alliegiance to me, blood? Speech

How he received affection from his sister was rather unexpected, however he should have known what his family was like. Considering he had only recently ran into his sister, there was a lot more that the brute needed to familiarize himself with when it came to his own blood. He even needed to meet Anubis and any other family he hadn't yet, which was almost everyone. His sisters vocals he was sure could put any male at her knees and follow her. She was indeed a Queen and Pharaoh, so therefore he would be honest and truthful to her. For when she asked if he were to join her, he didn't even need to think about it. He may be used, but, she was family and he owed her so much for getting him help when it came to his wound.

His amber orbs focused on her, almost as if they were reading her every thought. He would never consider himself worthy of challenging her, and would never dream of doing so. His expression was serious as he dipped his cranium low, giving off his way of conformation that he would be there for her until the end. His head soon lifted once again, his expression was rather unreadable as well, but it was safe to say that he was loyal to the woman that he stood in front of. He wished he could state everything he could to her, but he would need a lot of practice speaking if he were to try again, especially due to how painful it was to do at the time. But he stayed and waited to see if there was more his sister needed from him as his tail swayed freely unknown to the male, his focus was completely on Nephthys until he could continue with his own desires.

Her lashed orbs watched him closely he was radiating in her affection and therefore the bronze Goddess decided to nuzzle upon his frame, her cheeks burshed together in brotherly affection as his blood boiled with love. Her lenses were a temptation of a pandora's box, esoteric and beguiling but most of all, piercing. Beyond her crown, along the silken length of her sand-kissed tapestry was a figurine molded by the most delicate of artisans. Sculpted shoulders roll gracefully beneath a fine coat, extending to lissome stilts that, though thin, runs lean with muscles. Such nimble pillars guide in serpentine movements an unchallenged grace and agility; a vehicle to the supple body with which it holds. I am joyous to know I have you. her purrs fell upon the others ears, her snout brushing gently against them. Ra has fallen. she announced victorious, pride settling within her gaze as they went aflame. It is time for us, the new generation, to raise to our glory. We shall not try to restore their Empire to fructuation fore it was not ours to begin with. she declared, toxicity pouring from her mouth, We owe them nothing. she commanded in a dominating tone, aggression displayed by peeling her lips over her murderous canined though not towards her brother but towards them. The rotten and foul creatures that declared war over them. They are family by blood but not by spirit, brother. They shall be eradicated like cockroaches from this world. Speech

The way his sister spoke made her sound all the more powerful. She was indeed pharaoh, therefore she would not challenge her authority. She had caused their bastard of a father to fall, and that was enough for him to help her. Though he had not met any of his other half-siblings, the male knew for certainty however that they were grateful for their father's leadership to have fallen into the hands of Nephthys. She had earned that title fairly. Her gentle touch however made his fur stand on end, not from hatred or fear, but admiration and having some form of shiver slide throughout his body like a pebble skipping over water. His amber orbs watched her intently as he nodded his cranium, bowing his head slightly in respect to her and to show that she was higher than he. But, he didn't even have to say much to get his point across as he eyed her with an expression that read 'I will help you no matter what', he gave her a powerful gaze and a gentle smile to show that his words were truth. He hoped someday that he would be able to speak with her, but, alas, that was not the case for now. Speech

She knew that he understood her, they were blood after all and that was thicker than water. It was bizarre, the connection between them that has flourished since the moment they met. Perhaps he believed that he owed her something ,his life maybe and though that was not the case the bronze mistress wrapped herself in the love and loyalty of her kin. She had managed to gain the title of Pharaoh and only now did she felt how heavy the crown was. She did not believe herself as a rule; if she were to be honest the Golden Goddess did not want to rule nor to be rules but she saw herself as an Ambassador, as  a high connection, someone who ties the Ithuriels togethers. We will gladly feast on those who subdue us. sultry were her tones, vampiric and one could almost swear they were hypnotizing. With a roll of her hips the babe turned on her heels and began to depart from her brother. Her mission was to deliver a message and strenghten the bond and in her opinion she had succeded in doing so. There were still more matters to attend to and time was running short. exitus Speech